Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 152

Hades

Five years ago...

"HEIRESS TO HERETIC: THE CURSED TWIN’S EXECUTION SET FOR THE 27TH."

I read through the rest of the morning paper that I had just bought. The buzzing of flies continue in the background as I took in the information.

Today was the 27th. I had it to the Silverpine capital city, Noctara just in time.

I moved to another headline. This time about the venue of the execution.

"A Return to Tradition: Eve Valmont’s Execution to Be Held at Ancestral Castle Grounds"

In a move that has stirred both public intrigue and unease, the Royal Court has officially announced that the execution of Eve Valmont, the cursed twin of the Valmont bloodline, will take place on March 27th in the courtyard of the Old Valmont Castle.

Security measures are expected to be extensive, with reports confirming the presence of royal guards and modern surveillance to manage the expected crowds. The event will be broadcast live across all major networks, ensuring the kingdom bears witness to the fall of the cursed twin.

Eve Valmont, once second in line to the throne, now stands condemned by both law and blood.

Her fate will be sealed where her ancestors once ruled.

I closed the newspaper and tossed it into the trash bin behind me.

"Come in, Beta," Leon’s voice crackled through the earpiece, cold and clipped.

I leaned against the damp brick wall of the alleyway, letting the hum of the city wash over me. The distant chatter of vendors hawking their goods, the rhythmic thud of boots on pavement, and the occasional low growl of werewolves mixed with the wind. Noctara was alive in its usual way—loud, restless, and crawling with predators pretending to be civilized.

I pressed two fingers to my earpiece.

"I’m in position," I muttered, eyes scanning the crowded streets beyond the alley. The towering glass and steel structures of Noctara glimmered in the pale morning light, but their shadows fell long over the crumbling bones of the old city. This place was a kingdom built on rot.

Leon’s sigh scraped through the line, sharp and impatient. "Is that the best you can manage? ’In position’? Enlighten me, Hades—what exactly does that mean? You standing there brooding in an alleyway like some stray dog?"

I clenched my jaw. "It means I’m blending in. Watching the guards. Watching the streets. Exactly like we agreed."

"Hm. Forgive me if I don’t start applauding." His tone dripped with condescension. "Security?"

I exhaled slowly, reigning in the urge to bite back. "Heavy. Guards on every corner, patrols doubling back every few minutes. The castle perimeter’s locked down tighter than a vault. They want this execution flawless."

Leon made a low sound of disinterest. "Of course they do. This isn’t about justice—it’s theater. And you’re standing in the wings, staring at the curtain."

"I’m not here to be reckless," I muttered, adjusting my cuff to hide the mark on my wrist.

Leon scoffed. "Since when? Spare me the talk, Hades. You’ve always had a habit of confusing recklessness for strategy. Don’t let that impulsive streak of yours screw this up."

The corner of my mouth twitched. "Relax, brother. I’m not here to play hero."

"Oh, I’m relaxed." Leon’s voice turned cold. "Because if you so much as slip, there won’t be a kingdom left to save. Or you, for that matter. So keep your head down and your mouth shut. Can you manage that, or should I send someone more competent?"

I ignored the jab, stepping out of the alley to merge with the flow of the crowd.

The city’s pulse was steady but tense. Voices overlapped in an endless hum.

"...they say she tore a guard apart with her bare hands..."

"Did you see the footage? Didn’t even blink when they chained her up."

"Serves her right. A curse like that shouldn’t exist in the bloodline."

The scent of sweat, iron, and fear thickened the air.

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"I heard she begged for a trial... and they refused."

"They’re scared of her. That’s why they’re rushing this."

"I heard that the prophecy about the twins has two verses. We don’t know the full context," a man with glasses murmured. "Prophecies are quite tricky."

"Oh, stop with the conspiracy, Thaddeus. The second verse is a hoax. That girl is our ruin. She needs to die," the man’s wife said snidely. "And darling please don’t go around telling people lies. The Bloodmoon does not exist."

"There is no greater evil than her."

"She is just a child," an older woman muttered, her voice solemn. "She was supposed to be our Luna."

"A child that will be our demise if she is not neutralized."

"She deserved a trial at least," another woman muttered. "I can’t believe she will be murdered just like that. Evie was a good princess. She would have been a great Luna."

"It’s better she goes out like this for the sake of Silverpine. Hopefully, she will be dealt better cards in her next life."